So this week the @bloghomework assigned by @lyxzen @rambo and @missy is also a contest and though I don't have very many Valentine's stories, as I've unfortunately spent most of them single as a pringle, I figured I could share what I would consider to be my "Best Worst Valentine's Day ever" which was about 3 years ago:
I'd been dating the guy I was with for around 4-5 months and Valentine's day was approaching, nothing was mentioned or said to me, and though he lived about an hour or so away from me, we saw each other at least 2-3 times a week normally. Well, as soon as V-day was less than a month out, on one of our visits he let me know he'd be flying home to visit his family in Indiana, and would be back the next week. I of course thought it was great, he was gonna get to see his sister and his brothers he'd been missing for a while, since he was super family-oriented, and it was a major part of why I liked him. Well almost the entire week he was in Indiana I barely spoke a word to him or heard from him much, I didn't put much thought into it as I knew he didn't have much time to spend with them and probably just was trying to make the most of it. Well he finally texted me the day after he'd gotten back and was very short and to the point, let me know he had a lot of work to catch up on, and probably wouldn't be able to come out and visit for a bit til he caught up, I thought it was a bit odd as he was a web designer and he'd brought his work over and worked on it while we cuddled before, but somehow it wasn't an option this time, I continued to go with it thinking maybe he just didn't want any distractions if he was really buried under a workload. Then V-day rolled around, no text, no call, 0 interaction whatsoever, and then two days later I get a text to hang out, with absolutely no mention of the fact that we not only didn't get to spend Valentine's together, but he neglected to even shoot me a simple Happy Valentine's text, or ANYTHING for that matter.. When I wasn't feeling well enough to hang out that day we planned to hang out a few days later, and again it became an issue of no getting responses back to my text, or very minimal one word responses. I to this day have no idea what happened, if something happened while he was in Indiana, he found some new bitch, or he didn't know what to do/plan for valentine's, or what.. but basically that relationship ended up fizzling out and being one of those one's you look back at like "why did I even bother?"(besides the fact that he was super good looking - but obviously looks don't account for everything) But with good reason, he was the last person I dated before I met my current S/O and our relationships are night/day I have such a loving, amazing, and communicative relationship now, and he's not only super attractive, but a super big sweetheart who takes care of me, and buys me gummies (that's a big one for me, guys) and makes me ice cream floats, puts up with my goofy ass, and supports all my shooting and that fact that I'm doing SG, and yeah I'm a lucky girl now!
I know this may not seem like the "worst Valentines day ever" but the only other really awful memorable V-day for me, was when I broke a promise to someone I really loved that I'd stop self-harming, and they'd found out on Valentine's Day and refused to talk to me for quite a while, I spent most of that day crying and wondering why I was so stupid and feeling like I'd never be happy anymore.. how time changes things.. I figured that going into too much detail on that story might be verging a little on the personal side, and even a little triggering if others reading may have dealt with similar things (I don't know, I just always try to be cautious) On the positive side: I'm happy to say I haven't self-harmed in over 3 years, and you really wouldn't know it, as most all my scars are gone thanks to lots and lots of Vitamin E oil over the years, and for anyone who might be struggling with similar issues, my inbox is and always will be open to vent, or try to offer advice. <3
